A very interesting topic this, one that actually hits home!
6. Moment of Tangency
Hubby and I met through an ad in the paper. Honest.
It was a close call whether I’d answer and I still don’t really know what swayed me to put my letter in the post.
We arranged to meet in a local pub. I had butterflies, smoking two cigarettes in quick succession as I sat on the veranda outside (it was the wall actually, but I’m Wordling!).
I broke into a cold sweat as I plucked up the courage to walk through the door, just as he came out! There was no going back after that.
Both of us were fragile from previous relationships, so none of the sultry looks, fluttering eyelashes, dilated pupils or whispered sweet nothings transpired that first night. We talked a lot, or at least I did, and naturally I invited him back for a mocha coffee (instant).
You can’t get more of a Moment of Tangency than that now can you? I mean, the scenarios of shall I, shan’t I answer, will he turn up or won’t he, will we get on or not, all down to choices made at the time and how differently it could all have turned out had we trod a different path.